Leave/leave/and free yourself/at the same time/leave/leave/I don't understand/you've already gone...

Sometimes you listen to crazy dance music and dance while you are shoveling the driveway

and you forget

who you are

where you are

why you are

and you just

dance

dance

dance.

And then your tears freeze against your cheeks and the cold air burns your lungs and you scream into the dark sky and you let it all out into the glowing snow sky.

Sometimes winter is exactly how my soul feels. Beautiful, romantic, cold, inconvenient, and necessary.

It's beginning to look a lot like a deadly winter...

It is snowing right now. Literally dumping from the sky. Severe weather warning and rumored "blizzard-like conditions".

Looking out at the world being transformed into a desolate, dead, wasteland makes me more sick to my stomach than anything I can imagine right now. I am not a winter person. I hate cold, I hate snow, I hate skiing/snowboarding/sledding/any winter sport. I hate driving in the snow and having the risk of sliding off the road when you are only going 5 miles an hour. I hate that my entire life turns into eternally being late to EVERYTHING because I have to dig my way out of my driveway/scrape off my car/battle the very elements to get anywhere.

It seems like Cache Valley should have more snowplows and more effective snow removal, considering we go through this EVERY winter.

I feel sick. I want to throw up.

I need to move.